He comes in once a month or so. Always by himself. Has a few drinks and then picks out one of the girls.”“You mean for ... after hours activities?...��“Well sort of. Oh, he pays just like the others, maybe a little better, takes her out to dinner, they talk and enjoy the evening then...”“Then to bed?”“Sure, but a real gentleman. The girls tell me he really knows how to pleasure a woman and seems more intent on giving than receiving, if you know what I mean.”“But... ?”“Yeah, I know. It seems kinda. I was astonished. I all of a sudden had a deep desire for it to be filled. I craved something, I crave anything. I started rubbing it with my fingers, it started producing some sort of liquid. I stayed in that room for what seemed like hours pumping myself with my fingers and starting to moan very loud every now and then when an excess amount of goo would flow out of me. I finally got tired and released myself to laying flat on the ground. There was a big puddle were my juices had all gone and. McNallen. Would you rather fuck me instead.”Ha, ha, ha. He almost fell down when I said it. For some reason he didn’t think young girls knew stuff like that. Well, that’s what he thought.Instead of wasting a lot of time waiting for his ‘Yes’, I just went right ahead and started taking off my clothes. It turns out that I have a natural ability as a strip teaser and he got one of my A performances.I took off my shirt first since it was open anyhow. I threw it across the room and once he had a. For some reason we didn’t do our normal routine of searching for a good spot in the countryside, but we rather found a huge parking lot at one of the malls. It was late in the evening, so the lot was empty with plenty of room for us. Normally, I would say every time we stopped for the night, Dad would go out and lower the supports in each corner of the camper to keep it level but not this night. I don’t know if he forgot or if there was some technical reason for this, but the supports stayed.